About Me

The law I do is concerned with blood splatter patterns, bodily fluids and firearms residues as opposed to the more esoteric (and lucrative) commercial stuff. I am also a published novelist ('twentytwelve' published by Adonis and Abbey in 2006) which you should all order immediately in support of my desperate attempt to get its amazon.co.uk rating below half a million!

Wednesday, 29 February 2012

Let the overkill begin...

The London Olympics - which will plainly grind the city to a halt (probably literally) and suffer the hugest media overkill imaginable﻿ - is bound to bring out the contrarian in the rabbit. Hopping across London Bridge early yesterday morning, the rabbit was confronted by loads of professional photographers and their great big cameras on the east pavement. The object of their excitement? A float with the seven Olympic rings between London and Tower Bridges ...

Cue rolling of eyes. Compliments of the rabbit's homeboy Shiraz, here is a much clearer pic of the stupid thing ...

Today being the 29th February, by tradition women may propose marriage. The rabbit is open to all reasonable offers ...

A couple of my friends tried to nudge me into proposing to my boyfriend but I really want the question to come from him. Marriage, and our honeymoon, was mentioned a couple times yesterday in the context of places we'd like to travel. But alas, no proposal was forthcoming as yet. Hoping by the end of the year.

What a stupid barge and rings. It couldn't look more drab if it tried. My friend Val is already incensed about the parking and transportation plans for the Olympics this summer. I'm still trying to wrap my brain around those weird looking mascots.